Chapter 19: Smut blog

 My blog is now at the 100th spot in popularity. How did that happen, you might ask? Didn't I have only three commenting readers, one of which was someone who is now hiding under a rock?

 Well, my blog is now filled with vampire romance smut. Ferenc acts like a horny teenager, most days. There are plenty of things that one can do, without anal traffic being involved. 

My readers, whom I suspect are only women, and gay men, lap it all up with the thirst of a fifty-year-old virgin. My descriptions are too realistic, to have come from my brain, and my readers know that. I just hope that none of my old friends ever realize that I and JuliusBlogs are the same person. 

I feel teeth in my neck, and pause in my typing. 

"Go to horny jail," I bonk Ferenc on the head, and he chuckles. 

"You can almost pass for someone with a normal weight, now," he tells me, and I look down at myself. The two of us went shopping to the nearby town, and I got into five sizes smaller clothes than normal. Now that I train every day, and sometimes every night, I am beginning to form a six-pack, and muscles on my arms and legs. 

"Like what you see?" I tease, and he snorts. 

"Not quite, but If I hadn't had sex in the past century, then you would have been a good way to pass the time," he tells me, and my jealousy rears its ugly head. 

"Oh, and when was the last time you had sex?" I ask. No, what the two of us did, doesn't count. At least, neither of us believe it counts. 

"Last week," he tells me, and I punch him. Or, try to. He catches my fist. "You would have broken your hand on my face." 

"It is your nose I want to break, cheater," I snarl, but he is simply amused. I snarl again, and try to bite him, but he manages to lay me flat on my back on the couch, and to hover over me. 

"I lied. I haven't had any sex in the last twenty years," he tells me with a smirk. I am so far from being pacified, as it gets. 

"To Hell with you," I yell in his face. "If you cheat on me, I will drench your dick in acid!" 

"Cheat on you?" He tilts his head to get a better look at me. "Are we together?" 

"What else do you call what we have?" I ask, and he just hums. 

"Friends with benefits," he tells me, and I narrow my eyes. 

"We are not friends, Ferenc," I tell him because that is the truth. I can't name someone who wanted to use me to make someone immortal my friend. No way in Hell!

"Fer, buddy," he kisses my nose, and I manage to get my teeth around his bottom lip. I allow myself a smirk, as I tug it. He has the audacity to smirk down at me, and to lean over for a kiss. I just can't help it, I release his bottom lip, and allow it.

What can I say? He is a very good kisser. He knows just how to tease with his tongue. I wonder if he would do the same, if my dick was in his mouth?

Yes, neither of us have blown the other. Ferenc doesn't so much as want to look at my dick. At least, he no longer closes his eyes, when we are pleasuring one another.

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 I love watching the change from his emerald eyes, to the crimson ones. How his skin becomes pale. If I can see myself at that moment, I probably look similarly to him, but I can't, and there are no mirrors on the ceiling. 

"We should get mirrors for the ceiling," I whisper, when we break apart. 

"Huh?" He asks, and looks at the ceiling. 

"Seeing as I am the one who always ends up underneath you, the only thing I have to stare at, is the ceiling. It would be nice, if I can see your ass up there," I say with a smirk. 

"Sometimes I feel like you are bipolar," he tells me, but there is a fond note in his voice. I can feel his calmness seeping through our connection and into me. "Can I read your blog?"

The question comes out of the blue. I blush. 

"You wouldn't want to. I mean, I can be very descriptive," I say, but he just gets off me, and reaches for his phone. "Ferenc, come on. That is private." 

"You share your life with strangers, kiscica. You can share it with me too," he counters, and then unlocks the phone. I just sit there, and watch as his face turns from amused, to downright embarrassed. "You can really be descriptive."

He hands me the phone, and I begin to type what just happened between us. My loyal readers lap it up, and when I finish, they demand pictures of us doing it. I try to explain to them, for the tenth time, that vampires can't have pictures taken of them, and then killyourself89 decides to be a little bitch. 

   How did you get your new papers made in Algeria, if you can't get pictures taken of you, doofos? - killyourself89. 

Well, killyourself89, I already had a couple of pictures in my wallet, from a couple of years ago. Seeing as I didn't want to give the extra ten Euro to have my picture taken, they were used. Any other dumb questions, you cat lady?

 Is Ferenc happy with you? - killyourself89. 

That question makes me pause. I don't type my next thoughts, and my fingers hover over the display. Does Aliz care at all for Ferenc? I mean, the guy must feel grateful. Sure, he gave the man blood, but good his schooling for free.

And it must have been a good degree too because he was now in the UK, and living together with his girlfriend. They are even expecting a baby now. 

"Hey, Fer, are you happy with me?" I ask the man because I feel like I owe it to Aliz to get to the truth of the matter. 

"As happy as I am with a horny brat like you," Ferenc grunts, and I bite my tongue. I want to tell him that he is the horny guy, not me. But then, I see that his eyes are twinkling, and I smile. 

 He is very happy. I think we are each other's forever man. - JuliusBlogs. 

Good. Tell him to take care. - killyourself89. 

I mention that to Ferenc, and he just snorts. I leave it at that, not wanting to bring Aliz back into the picture now, that he has his life sorted out.  

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